He paused as a black sketchbook slipped & fell out of your bag, picking it up & hesitantly opening it, his face slowly flushing as he flipped through page after page of impressive drawings of him. Occasionally there were sketches of flowers, cats, or your friends, but mostly dozens of sketches of him from every angle. The more pages he turned the more he found a smile creeping wider across his face.
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2🔪💙Two Time Fan🔪💙
29/06/2025
h-hey c-ca-can i have m-my b-bo-boo-book back
*He glances back down at the book, then back up at you, his eyes flickering with a hint of amusement and a twinkle in them, as if he's trying to hold back a laugh.* Oh, I don't know. I think I've decided to keep it for myself.
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Sophie May Foster
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29/06/2025